Tagged: garden
every other moon,
every other moon,
you show up, waiting to be splashed
by mom’s watering
.
20220530:1201
y
every other week,
every other week,
wandering petunias show
up in our lawn, try
to blend in before dad arrives
with his spade, escorts them out
.
20220528:1714
y
at the botanic
at the botanic
garden, introductions abound
for those who’ve lost touch
.
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y
mama’s peonies
mama’s peonies
arrive as if on cue – one, two,
three, four, five – she brings
each stem in from late April to
May, so it blooms just for her
.
20220508:1837
y
april showers bring
april showers bring
mom’s peonies closer, a layered
anticipation
.
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y
yes, as long as the
yes, as long as the
camellia bush promises
to bloom, we can still
find joy in inviting the
heavier ones in for tea
.
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y
mama’s azalea
mama’s azalea
bushes line up for winter’s
inspection, a cool
nudge before a dramatic
entrance, blushing towards the light
.
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y
the white azaleas
the white azaleas
dad planted at the side of
our house wave so long,
so long when we back out of the
driveway from winter to fall
.
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y
in mama’s garden,
in mama’s garden,
the camellias wake up before
anyone else, stretch
towards the sun in their winter
layers, waiting to go out
.
20220306:1830
y
not everyone wants
not everyone wants
to grow their own – create, sustain,
and nurture the best
of most possible conditions
in the hopes that they bear fruit
.
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y